Is it in the beauty of flowers?
Or in the silence of the hour
Is it in the sweetness of the sun shine?
Where art thou mine love?
I’ve searched for you in the forest
Intently without rest
I’ve searched in the waters of the sea
Still my eyes are yet to see
Where art thou my love?
Now i know where you dwell
Certainly, not at the well
Where women tell stories
This i know for sure
Your hiding place i will not tell.
© sarah n.